I killed before, and I’d kill again. One look at the new chef in my kitchen, and I knew I’d kill anyone that even looked at her perfection with nothing but respect. The position had been a temporary job. However, the second I walked through the kitchen door, forever was all I had on my mind. She didn’t belong in my world with all her sweetness, but there was no way I’d let her go. She was mine to keep and mine to protect.